Chapter 2 Coffin outside the door My new book~ Thank you for subscribing/sprinkling flowers/

In a panic, I hurriedly ran to the table and put the red tickets on my chest.

As soon as I had finished figuring out the ticket, a gust of wind suddenly drifted in and slammed the gate of the courtyard shut, and as the door fell, I was surrounded by nothing but ashes and a dead silence.

At that moment, there was a sudden knock outside the door, and the knock was like a spell to tell me that danger was coming.

Suddenly my scalp tingled, and I walked cautiously towards the gate, picked up the hoe at the door, and pressed against the lock of the gate.

Suddenly, a knock was heard at the door, and a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Bolt, open the door for grandpa!"

Grandpa's voice made my heart settle down a little, and I hurriedly responded.

"Master, why are you back so soon!"

Before I could open the door, there was a strange noise at the other end of the wall, and my grandfather's anxious voice came from behind me again.

"Baby! What did you do behind my back! ”

When I heard the sound, I saw that it was my grandfather who was standing at the base of the wall.

But if the person in front of you is grandpa, then what is outside!

Before I could come back to my senses, my grandfather in front of me glanced at the red ticket on my chest, and his anxious mood instantly became angry.

"February 2nd, the dragon raised his head, who let you pick up the yin errand today!"

At this moment, the people outside the door noticed that I was delaying the door, and the knocking sound turned into a slamming sound.

"Plugs! Open the door for grandpa! ”

Listening to his voice out of tune, there is an indescribable infiltration.

It's also strange to say that when people outside knock on the door, it is accompanied by a creaking sound from time to time, like a wooden door that has not been maintained for a long time, and it has been forcibly pushed open again and again.

Open the door? Don't open the door?

For a while, I only felt that my thoughts were entangled, causing my forehead to jump, but the doubts in my heart began to drive me constantly.

No way! I've got to see who the hell is out there!

I climbed up to the pillar at the base of the gate wall and sat on top of the wall around the gate.

In front of the gate, there was a coffin! And lying in this upside-down coffin is the paper figure I pierced.

When I looked closely, the paper figure was not quite similar to what I had pierced, and its appearance made me feel familiar but unfamiliar.

As I looked at it, its eyes began to roll slowly, and they met mine.

Now I understand, the picture on this paper figure is clearly my appearance!

At the same time, the corners of its mouth began to constantly ooze bright red blood, and it was laughing!

It's smiling at me!

Seeing this smile, my whole body became stiff, and I couldn't help but meet the paper man's pupils, and my eyes began to gradually drift.

My head was clear, but I couldn't control my body.

Suppressing my heart palpitations and anxiety, I wanted to shout for grandpa to help, but I gritted my teeth and delayed for a long time, and I couldn't spit out half a word, and the yin wind in my back aggravated the fear and anxiety in my heart.

Just when my brain was still spinning wildly, the paper figure in front of me began to act again, it approached me infinitely with blood dripping from the corners of its mouth, and it was still muttering something in its mouth, as if it would become one with me in the next moment.

The night, at this moment, became dead silent.

Suddenly, I felt a force that pulled my body and soul out of me, and it tore me off the top of the wall.

It's grandpa! My body can move again!

"Baby, wait here for grandpa to come back......"

When Grandpa left these words, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and the tears were washed away by the rain, and I couldn't tell if he was scared or reluctant.

It was another rainy night, and my grandfather came out of the wall with an ordinary package on his back and a tattered robe.

I swallowed my saliva and trembled as I reached out for the red ticket on my chest, only to find that it had become a stack of coins.

In an instant, I collapsed to the ground, and the coins in my hand were scattered all over the ground.

When the cold wind blew, the stygian coins rose with the wind and turned into ashes in the air.

By the time Grandpa came back again, it was already the middle of the night.

He took wilting steps, as if his soul had been drained of his soul, and he held his body and walked with the last breath of fairy breath.

Overnight, he became half-dead, and no one knows what he had been through when he went out.

On the hot kang head, the grandfather was lying weakly, only to see that his face was pale, and his voice seemed to be like a gossamer.

He grabbed my hand and said weakly, "Baby, grandpa's time is up......"

The next day, at dawn, the rooster outside the hospital cried blood, and the hospital held a funeral, and the grandfather lay quietly on the kang, and his chest had long since stopped heaving.

When the neighbors learned that the grandfather suddenly drove to the west, they rushed to the mourning hall to guard the spirit, and some of the people who came came to worship in the upper class.

Looking at these miscellaneous people, I was surprised when my grandfather had a relationship with these people.

Since I remember, my grandfather's room has always been equipped with a coffin, and he regards every time he walks as the last time, and this coffin is the only proof.

I suppressed the grief in my heart, and according to my grandfather's dying instructions, I carried my grandfather's body into the coffin, and after closing the coffin, I returned to my grandfather's spirit tablet to burn incense and worship.

Burn three incense, two short and one long, the incense is extremely vigorous, and it will turn into ashes in a short time.

It's just that when the last wisp of incense rises, it turns into a few words in mid-air.

Nine pythons carry the coffin, and the stone door leads the way

Seeing this, my heart sank, and I thought that in the suicide note that my grandfather took out last night, I also said this.

If this is a suicide note, it is better to say that this is a biography of his life.

And the beginning of this book is his last words.

So that the yin people dig the stone door, and the yang people carry the red coffin, the stone door leads the way, the corpse wax is offered to the fire, and the burial is in the dragon vein, where the ancestors lived, then the feng shui is suitable.

The most yin person in the book is the person who was born when the moon and the sun were cloudy, and this kind of person was born with many disasters and difficulties, and he was a disaster in the eyes of everyone.

But if you want to find such a person today, it will be too difficult.

Suddenly, there was the sound of pots and pans breaking in the courtyard, and when I followed the sound, I saw a bunch of ruffians and hooligans outside the door.

The yellow hair who took the lead pinched his fingers and threw the weeds in his mouth to the ground, and pointed to the tip of my nose, "Lao Tzu is here to carry the coffin for your grandfather, and all the money collected at the banquet today must be given to Lao Tzu!" ”

As soon as I heard this, I asked more seriously, "Are you hard enough?" ”

Huang Mao snorted, pinched my neck and scolded angrily, "What does Lao Tzu care about the eight characters of his birthday, the fart of Ba Teniang, Lao Tzu wants to carry the coffin, you hurry up!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the suffocating sensation in my neck disappeared instantly, and when I looked up, I saw a young man lifting his legs, and then I turned my head to see the yellow hair lying in a dung pit two meters away.

"I'm your uncle, you ......"

Bang!

The young man raised his leg again and kicked on Huang Mao's stomach, and after a while, Huang Mao, who was originally upright, was completely silent.